His eyes stay closed, in that case. The touch is a comfort unlike anything he thought he'd needed. After nearly dying, after being manipulated, tortured, he needs an anchor.
"She was one of the few people left I could trust. Could rely on. I reckon you're all too aware of how much that means, ain't you?"
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His eyes stay closed, in that case. The touch is a comfort unlike anything he thought he'd needed. After nearly dying, after being manipulated, tortured, he needs an anchor.
"She was one of the few people left I could trust. Could rely on. I reckon you're all too aware of how much that means, ain't you?"